Living two-thousand-four-hundred fifty-nine miles from homeWhen again that line from Eleanor Rigby cuts me to the boneI've read "the Lord God said it is not good for man to be alone" But you can leave me anytime Some damage done, we left for London with the sun low in the skyTo let St. Edward fix us breakfast if not otherwise obligedTo drown in doubts the future needs us, if by chance it should arrive You can leave me anytime Eight sleepless days the scales of Libra weighed the stars to my designI looked around inside and all I saw were unsympathetic eyesI'll tear my shirts and shatter windows, do my best to act surprised If you leave me anytimeYou can leave me anytime
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